Continuing
Theo's Education
By
Pink Panther
Continuing
Theo's Education
By
Pink Panther
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Chapter Thirty-Six
BL-Voyeur
As
Sunday morning is warm and sunny, I decide to head back to the country park. I
know it's a long-shot, but I'm hoping I might see Jamie and Theo again, the two
boys I perved on yesterday. Although Jamie spotted that I was up there, my
vantage point is so dark, there's no way he'll be able to recognise me. I
arrive just after ten. As usual, I kill some time waiting near the entrance
pretending to check my maps and so on, while I watch to see who's coming and
going.
I'm
just starting to get bored when they suddenly appear, cycling up to the gate
and locking up their bikes. But there's a problem; they've got another boy with
them. Very nice-looking, but tall and athletic, I'd guess the lad to be
fourteen or fifteen. More to the point, he looks like he can handle himself.
Standing
5'7" and weighing barely 130 pounds, I am emphatically not a fighter. Getting
into a confrontation with a boy like him could only end one way. It isn't worth
the risk. Bitterly disappointed, I make my way home.
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Brandon
Enclosed
in our hiding place, Theo, Jamie and I pull our clothes back on. After our
usual foreplay, we've just had an amazing chain-fuck, with me pounding Jamie
while he did Theo.
And
that's not all. First thing this morning, I joined Theo in his bed. He wanted
me to fuck him the same way I did yesterday afternoon. Well, there was no way I
could turn that down! The most amazing part was how into it he was. Just like
yesterday, he got his dry-cum without me even touching his prick! Batter still,
he made me shoot loads!
Right
now, I'm so high, I can't even explain it. I don't think my life's ever been as
sweet as it is at the moment! Suddenly, Jamie takes me to one side.
"When
we were here yesterday," he says quietly pointing to the gap in the bushes high
to our left, "there was somebody up there watching us."
"Did
you see who it was?"
"Nah!
It's pitch black in there, so I couldn't actually see him. But the leaves and
branches were moving, and they shouldn't have been. Look at them now! D'you see
any movement?"
"No,"
I admit.
"That's
because there's no wind, just like yesterday."
"You
don't miss much, do you?"
"I
try not to," Jamie responds, smirking.
"So,
what did you do?"
"Well,
we were just about to fuck, so I gave the guy the finger, just to let him know,
yeah? Then I carried on like he wasn't there."
"Weren't
you worried?"
"Nah!
There was no way he could have got to us. He'd have been up to his armpits in
brambles!"
"And
you didn't tell Theo?"
"Didn't
tell me what?" Theo interrupts.
"Apparently,
when you were here yesterday, some guy was perving on you from up there," I
explain, indicating the gap that Jamie had pointed to.
"Why
didn't you tell me?" Theo demands, turning to Jamie.
"I
didn't want to risk you freaking out," Jamie answers, ruffling Theo's hair and
giving him his most engaging smile. "There was no danger, so I wasn't going to
let some dickhead ruin it for us!"
Satisfied
with the explanation, Theo smiles back. With peace and harmony restored, we
head back to our bikes.
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Mike
When
Theo gets into the car, I know immediately that he's had a really special
weekend. As we drive away, he gives me a blow-by-blow account, everything he's
been up to from Friday afternoon until midday today.
"Now
let's make sure I've got this right," I say evenly. "Since I dropped you off on
Friday, you've been fucked six times; four times by Brandon and twice by
Jamie?"
"Yes,
Daddy!"
"Unbelievable!
I wonder what happened to the innocent little boy I took to France a few weeks
ago?"
"I
guess he grew up," Theo answers, grinning up at me.
He's
right, of course. I took him to France hoping that he'd grow up, and gain some
confidence by accepting himself for who he is. I just hadn't expected him to
embrace it all so quickly, and with so much enthusiasm!
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Mike
It's
half past two when Brandon arrives.
"Good
to see you!" I say, ushering him directly into my room. "I understand Jamie
couldn't make it today?"
"No,
once a month, they go to visit his grandparents," he tells me, striding along with
a spring in his step that I haven't seen from him before. "He says that they're
very nice and very generous. So, although these visits are a bit boring, he
wants to keep on their good side."
"That's
very sensible," I comment. "It's called enlightened self-interest. I'm also
told that congratulations are in order."
"You
mean for yesterday's football match?"
"Well,
there is that; I was thinking more about you calling out this lad who called
Jamie a poof."
"I
just knew I had to do it," he says, shrugging. "After the way Jamie stood by me
and supported me when I was being horrible to him, I owed him that."
"You
knew it was the right thing to do, but it still took some balls on your part,
so I'm delighted that you did it."
"Carl
Jackson's a prick, or at least he can be. He's always saying stuff like that.
It's like he's trying to get a reaction."
"Another
footballer, I believe?"
"Yeah.
To see him in training, you'd think he'd be really good because his ball skills
are excellent, but the thing is, he's not very big and he's not brave. If
someone tackles him, he loses the ball every time!"
"I
see!"
He
quickly runs through the incident from yesterday's match where the lad caused
them to give a soft goal away.
"That's
not good!" I comment. "Not only should he have followed your coach's
instructions, he needs to play within his limitations."
"The
thing is, after that, he was like a different player! I couldn't believe it!"
Brandon
goes on to describe how they'd scored their first goal, before going on to
explain how they'd eventually won the game. I'm impressed! Without him actually
spelling it out, I realise that Brandon's done a great deal he can be proud of.
"I
hope you realise that you and Zac calling Carl out earlier in the week will
have played an important part in that transformation. After he gave that goal
away, he will have had those words ringing in his ears. That's when the penny
finally dropped and he realised he needed to do what your coach said."
"Yeah,
I guess that's right."
"He
can obviously strike a football really well," I suggest.
"Yeah,
definitely! It's the same when he's playing cricket. Even though he's not very
big, he can hit the ball as hard as anybody."
"That
requires very good technique and excellent timing!" I say, smiling.
After
explaining how he knows the lad, Brandon goes on to tell me about his
conversation with Hawksley after the match.
"Hearing
him tell me about his dad being on the touchline really stung!" he says.
"I
can understand that," I say thoughtfully. "I hate to say it, but it seems that
Hawksley's dad is everything yours isn't. Okay! So how has everything else been
going?"
"Really
well! Over the past two weeks, I've had `A' grades for all my assignments."
"Does
that include geography? I thought you said your teacher's not very good?"
"He
isn't. But it's easy enough to research the stuff on the internet, so that's
what I do."
"I
hope you're not just copying stuff you've found online."
"No,"
he insists. "I read through the stuff I find online, then write it up in my own
words, just like you told me to!"
"Fair
enough!" I concede, smiling. "I understand Theo's mum wasn't at home when I
dropped him off on Friday, so the two of you were able to enjoy a bonus
session."
"Yeah,
she had to work late. Well, we weren't going to miss an opportunity like that!"
"I
guess boys will be boys! So what would you like to do now?"
"I
think you know what I want!"
"Okay!
Come on then!"
Without
rushing, we begin to undress each other. As soon as we're naked, we snuggle up
on the bed, our mouths meeting in a sensuous kiss. I'm delighted that Brandon's
learned how to show affection. In fact, he does it beautifully, which is a huge
breakthrough for him.
We
spend the next twenty minutes engaged in the most delectable kissing, sucking
and fondling. Finally, Brandon gets onto all-fours, urging me to get him ready.
Having
spent a minute or so licking him out, I squeeze some Astroglide from the
dispenser and begin to finger-fuck him. As I'm the only one who currently has
the privilege of fucking him, he's still wonderfully tight. Beginning with one
finger, I take my time before adding a second. As I feel him start to relax, I
gently corkscrew both digits around to open him up. At last, I've completed my
preparations.
"Would
you like me to fuck you the way you did Theo yesterday?" I ask quietly.
"I'd
rather you did it the way you usually do," he answers.
"That
suits me!" I assure him.
After
placing the pillows in the middle of the bed, one on top of the other, I cover
them with a towel. Brandon then lies face-down, the pillows beneath his hips,
his legs spread apart.
Kneeling
between them while smearing Astroglide over my prong, I admire my prize.
Although not as pretty as Jamie, Brandon is a wonderful specimen! Perfectly
proportioned, there's nothing the least bit feminine about him; he's one
hundred per cent boy! He just happens to enjoy sex with other boys, with whom
he's usually a top, and with me, for whom he's invariably a bottom.
Lowering
myself onto him, I guide my cock onto its target, penetrating him with a
single, well-directed thrust. A couple of seconds later, he's fully impaled.
"Oh,
yeah!" Brandon moans. "Come on, Mike! Fuck me hard!"
As
I get to work, I savour his velvety tightness while pounding his arse with
long, rhythmic thrusts. Beneath me, Brandon's moaning and mewling, leaving me
in no doubt that I'm giving him exactly what he wants.
Spurred
on, I redouble my efforts, fucking him even harder. After all, this is what I
want too! Within the next couple of minutes, Brandon will cum on the towel, and
directly afterwards, I'll fill his boy-hole. It's the ultimate win-win!